Ling Tian, for example, had caused a phenomenon when he was born. His aptitude was godly, and his cultivation speed was much faster than An Sheng's.
There was also Sang Duoduo, who was even more impressive than Ling Tian. As early as 51 years ago, when she was only in her forties, she had already surpassed the current generation and advanced to the peak of the Spirit Emperor realm. She had even firmly suppressed Ling Tian, who was a natural phenomenon, under her.
Compared to these peerless geniuses who could be said to be the favored children of heaven and earth, An Sheng, who was only a Bright Silver Rank 3 Spiritual Energy Cultivation Aptitude, couldn't even be compared to them.
"Don't think that you're amazing just because you've advanced to a Rank 8 Spiritual Spirit Master at the age of 18."
"You have to know that this is the era of the fifteenth spiritual energy tide. The spiritual energy density is more than ten times that of the previous decades. If all the geniuses of the human race in the past were to gather in this era, there would be a lot of 18-year-old Kings. Even 18-year-old Emperors and peak Emperors would appear one after another!"
"So, fatty, don't be arrogant. Compared to those true geniuses, you're still far behind."
Yang Fan mercilessly attacked An Sheng. In a moment, the little fatty felt inferior and couldn't even raise his head.
"Brother Fan, if you don't tell the truth, we can still be brothers!"
Seeing that Yang Fan finally stopped attacking him, An Sheng raised his head and glanced at Yang Fan with a face full of hidden bitterness.
"Let's not talk about the two of us. No matter how bad my aptitude is, I'm still a Bright Silver Rank 3. But Brother Fan, hehe …"
A look of disdain was thrown out.
Come on, let's hurt each other. Who's afraid of who?
An Sheng also unceremoniously dug out Yang Fan's dark history. What shame of South China, what ten years of being a Rank 2 Martial Disciple, and of course, the more important thing was his Rank 1 Iron Rank cultivation aptitude.
If his, An Shuaishuai's, talent was trash, then Yang Fan's talent wouldn't even be considered trash.
Yang Fan's handsome face darkened, and he had the urge to beat someone up.
However, at the same time, Yang Fan recalled the time when they were bickering and making fun of each other in school.
Who would have thought that the two brothers who had the worst martial arts cultivation in South China Martial Arts School had both broken through to the King Realm today?
It was no wonder that An Sheng was so arrogant. To have such achievements at such a young age, it was only right for him to be a little arrogant.
"Alright, alright. There are some things that you should know in your heart. I'm not your mother. I don't have the time to nag you every day!"
Yang Fan interrupted An Sheng and said softly, "Don't say I don't take care of you. I have a treasure here that is extremely mysterious. With this Purple Nucleus, even normal Heaven's Favorites may not be able to compete with you."
Treasure?
An Sheng's eyes lit up. Just a moment ago, he had a bitter and resentful look on his face, but in an instant, his face was full of flattery. A layer of wrinkles appeared on his face.
"I knew Brother Fan had me in his heart …"
Yang Fan couldn't help but shudder. I'm not gay!
Not only was this fatty getting more and more thick-skinned, he had also learned how to disgust people.
"Stop!"
Yang Fan hurriedly waved his hand to stop An Sheng's emotional performance. This affectionate look was really unbearable.
"Don't talk nonsense. This is for you. Refine it with your mental strength and bring it into your consciousness to nourish it with your soul."
With that, Yang Fan waved his hand and activated the Six Paths of Reincarnation Formation outside the apartment. He used the formation's aura to hide everything in the apartment. Then, he took out a wisp of innate purple gas from the pet space and threw it to An Sheng.
With a flash of purple light, a palm-sized Three-Legged Golden Dragon covered in purple gas rushed toward An Sheng's forehead and consciousness.
What the hell?
An Sheng was stunned. He only had time to send out a wisp of mental strength. The Three-Legged Golden Dragon went through his mental door and directly entered his consciousness. From then on, the Flood Dragon entered the sea and stayed there.
At the same time, An Sheng felt that the space in his consciousness had expanded by 30,000 kilometers in an instant. The seawater was boiling, and his spirit was churning. Even the origin of his soul had an extremely powerful growth.
"A Flood Dragon! So powerful, so awesome. I'm going to be rich! "
An Sheng was so excited that he was a bit dumbfounded.
Although the Three-clawed Golden Dragon that had forcefully entered his Sea of Consciousness did not allow his Spiritual Power cultivation to break through the current realm, it made his Sea of Consciousness more than five times stronger than before.
Moreover, An Sheng also clearly felt that his mental strength as a Rank 8 Spirit Cleric had increased by one-third compared to before. This was a proper increase in combat strength. He was going to be invincible in the same rank, wasn't it?
"Ding! Your disciple An Sheng's emotions were stirred by the Innate Purple Qi bestowed upon him, he is extremely grateful to you, his sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased, his loyalty to the sect has also increased, inner disciple advancement points + 10.
"Your disciple An Sheng has refined a wisp of innate purple gas of the quality of a Three-Legged Golden Dragon. His strength has been greatly increased. Mental strength + 10000, willpower + 100000, and origin of soul + 100.
The sect's percentage of centripetal force has been successfully stimulated. You automatically receive 100% of your disciple An Sheng's cultivation experience. Mental strength + 10000, willpower + 100000, and origin of soul + 100. "
Yang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up.
Although 10,000 points of Spiritual Force experience was a lot, it wasn't enough to make Yang Fan feel good at the moment.
However, the 100,000 points of mental strength experience and 100 drops of origin of soul were completely out of Yang Fan's expectations.
He did not expect that after refining the innate purple gas, there would be such a rich reward of experience.
Mental strength was the basic element to increase the defense of the consciousness. The stronger the mental strength, the more stable the space of the consciousness would be. When faced with external mental disturbances or mental attacks, the resistance would be stronger.
The origin of soul was directly related to the strength of the soul level, and also related to the life and death of any powerhouse.
For any powerhouse whose cultivation had reached the Grandmaster Realm or above, a crippled body would not necessarily die, and the collapse of the consciousness would not necessarily lead to death. However, once the origin of soul was damaged to a certain extent, they would not be too far away from death.
The reason why Spirit Reader Masters were feared was because most of the Spirit Reader Masters' Spiritual Attacks directly affected the opponent's soul. They used their innate extremely powerful mental strength and origin of soul to carry out a high-dimensional attack on the opponent.
Therefore, the strength of the origin of soul was extremely important to any Spirit Reader Master.
Yang Fan himself was a Necromancer, and his understanding of the origin of soul was far beyond other martial artists.
He had seen too many powerful Monster Clan Beast Souls that were still alive after the death of their true bodies.
If no one took action to defeat or capture them, it would be difficult for these powerful origin of soul to naturally dissipate and die in the natural world.
As long as there was a chance, they would seize another body and be reborn, resurrecting with another identity.
"One hundred drops of origin of soul, this effect is much better than the ninth-grade spiritual tea!"
Yang Fan's spirit was slightly shaken. After the hundred drops of origin of soul entered his body, he instantly felt that he seemed to have become more clear-headed. Many questions that he could not understand before were all enlightened at this moment.
Not only that.
His spiritual sense also became much thicker and more agile with the injection of these hundred drops of origin of soul, and the range of detection increased by 30%!
"This is just the Innate Purple Qi of the three-clawed golden dragon quality, and it has already brought me so much experience. What if it was the four-clawed or five-clawed golden dragon quality Innate Purple Qi?"
Yang Fan was restless.
He knew that the increase of mental strength, mental strength, and origin of soul was definitely not all the functions of the Innate Purple Qi.
It was just that because of the limitations of the rules, he could only rub off these three cultivation experiences from An Sheng.
At this time, An Sheng had already understood and directly sat down cross-legged to meditate.
"Your disciple An Sheng's mental strength has increased by one cycle. Mental strength + 500. The percentage bonus of the sect's centripetal force has been successfully activated. You automatically receive 100% of An Sheng's cultivation experience and mental strength + 500."
"Your disciple An Sheng's mental strength has increased by one cycle. Mental strength + 500. The percentage bonus of the sect's centripetal force has been successfully activated …"
Hearing these system notifications, Yang Fan could not help but widen his eyes. An Sheng's cultivation speed was not much different from a half-step Spiritual Emperor, right?
Was the Innate Purple Qi so awesome?
An Sheng had not even taken the Thousand-Year Purple Core. If he took the Thousand-Year Purple Core and doubled his cultivation speed, then wouldn't An Sheng get 1,000 points of mental strength experience in one cycle?
It was a bit unbelievable.
Yang Fan was amazed. With such an awesome cultivation speed, An Sheng would probably reach the peak of the Spiritual Emperor Realm in less than a year and a half, right?
Of course, Yang Fan was more surprised.
Because the faster An Sheng's cultivation speed was, the more experience Yang Fan could freeload.
He had never been afraid that his disciples' cultivation would grow too fast, because no matter how fast they were, they would not be faster than him, the master.
"The Innate Purple Qi of a Three-clawed Golden Dragon has such an amazing effect. It seems that I have underestimated the Innate Purple Qi!"
Yang Fan smacked his lips and muttered to himself, "Maybe, it's time to make use of all the Innate Purple Qi."
He had always known that the Innate Purple Qi was a treasure, something that even the Divine Son of the Goblin Clan valued and refined personally.
However, Yang Fan was worried that he would get into trouble because of his wealth and attract covetous eyes, so he had not tried it on anyone.
Today, if it were not for the fact that he wanted to help An Sheng increase his cultivation level and improve his cultivation aptitude, and that the Three-clawed Golden Dragon's Innate Purple Qi was suitable for An Sheng's current cultivation level, Yang Fan might have hidden these treasures in the pet space and slept.
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